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I lead Layla off into the wings as another couple takes the stage, this time equipped with leather ropes for bondage play. The way the couple pauses, the way they stare at the two of us, they’re interested in having us join them.
I stifle a growl behind clenched teeth and drag Layla up on the tips of her toes for a searing kiss. Loving the way she digs her nails into me as I grab her by the ass, grinding against her and lifting her so that she’s forced to wrap her legs around me.
I carry her off the side of the stage, the small moans she makes slowly subsiding.
When I break the kiss, I see the focus coming back into her eyes, and for a split second—
I’m actually afraid of what is going to happen. What the aftermath of this might do to her psyche.
To us.
SIXTEEN
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When I tune backin to the room around me, the air is filled with the constant drone of wet, slick noises. Moaning. Groaning.
Everything crashes around me at once, my senses heightened and raw, and I gasp, coming alive. Shaking off the odd stupor that slipped into place even when I thought I was up for the challenge. My pussy throbs from the unyielding intrusion of being filled.
By Gabriel.
Andholy fuckhad been an understatement, the words torn from me before I thought to keep them contained.
He’d stretched me to my breaking point, pleasure mingling with pain in the most amazing combination.
Gabriel.
I’m covered in semen from neck to navel. Crap. Had I really had unprotected sex with a psychopath? The solid chest I claw against is just about the only thing around that remains unmovable. His arms are an unbreakable band of iron around me.
“I can get us to a room if you can hold on for a few minutes.” Gabriel’s voice sounds in my ear as he clenches me to his chest and his lips find mine again.
“I was just fucked. Not shot,” I murmur against his mouth, my voice taking on a harder edge than before. “Stop treating me like I’m about to shatter.”
“You’re too strong to shatter.”
“Your faith in me is astounding.” His kisses are sweet, though.
Sweet and addictive.
It doesn’t matter what I tell myself. My heart still thrums against my ribs like a bird desperate to escape its cage. I’ve got to calm down. I’ve got to do something to smooth myself out and get it together.
“I’mtryingnot to get us shot, so shut the hell up and give me a second to make sure the act worked.” He nips my lip to the point of breaking the skin and the ache helps center me further. “Act like you’re enjoying this.” His hand finds my bare breast and he squeezes once. “I’m supposed to be rewarding you for performing for me. The kisses are your tip.”
“Unless I miss my guess, you already gave me a tip.” I make sure the sweetness of the statement is coated in venom.
And why do I get the sick feeling that this first time between us won’t be enough? That I’ll want him many more times?
Among the slick sounds of the other couple enjoying themselves behind us, the crowd claps. Several people, a handful, are still applauding Gabriel’s performance.
His hand skips lower, sliding along my hip bone down to my ass and between my legs. My pussy clenches at the thought of him playing with me.
Which makes it completely necessary for me to warn him: “If you try to touch me again, I’ll bite whatever part of you is closest to me.”
Gabriel nuzzles my ear and whispers, “Good girl. Keep acting. Your performance isn’t done yet.”
He maneuvers us off the edge of the stage toward the long hallway leading to a bank of private rooms in the back of the building.
“Hold on tight, Layla.”
